He reached out again and rubbed the little girl's head.

After rubbing the little girl's hair into a mess, Bo Jingji smiled faintly and left with the garbage bag.

Close the door and the automatic door lock clicks.

Su Fei rolled her eyes.

…

The dress sent by Song Heng this time was of similar quality to the last time, but it was much less luxurious than the last time.

Although the last one was beautiful and exquisite, it was too eye-catching, and it was easy for her to become a thorn in Song Yan's side.

And this time, although the four skirts sent first were bright in color, they had various complex dark lines, and there was a sense of low-key luxury.

Secondly, the styles this time are very conservative.

From neck to ankles, cover tightly.

Su Fei casually picked out an indigo one.

This color is very flattering to the skin tone, and the matching shoes are a pair of heels of the same color.

It is said to be a high heel, but in fact, it is only four or five centimeters.

Early the next morning, a whole team of designers knocked on the door and came in.

After putting on a light sweet makeup for the little girl, he gave her a hairstyle.

By the time these were all packed, it was already one or two o'clock in the afternoon.

Thin Keiji knocked on the door.

Su Fei was lowering her head and lifting the hem of her skirt, and when she heard the knock on the door, she said "Please come in" without hesitation.

After Bo Jingsi came in, the first thing that attracted Su Concubine was not Bo Jingsi's formal clothes, but a box of small cakes in Bo Jingsi's hand.

Su Fei's eyes lit up.

She had drunk a little porridge early in the morning, and now she felt hungry.

"I know you're hungry."

Bo Jingji put the cake next to him, and then bent down to help Su Fei lift the hem of her skirt.

The other hand reached out to Su Fei again, signaling her to support.

Su Fei paused, and then smiled sweetly at him.

Bo Keiji's heart beat faster.

The little girl's smile carried an indescribable sense of healing.

Plop, plop, he had a feeling of his heart contracting.

In fact, the little girl is dressed very beautifully today.

The long black hair was curly, the ends were buttoned in, and a handful of hair was tied up through the back door and finally wrapped into a ball.

A few strands of hair floated down the corners of her forehead, trimming the little girl's delicate cheeks more and more delicately.

The indigo evening dress on her body fell directly to her ankles, covering her tightly from the neck, wrapping the little girl's figure.

But it is this style of dress, which modifies the little girl's white swan neck.

The whole person is indescribably beautiful.

Bo Keiji coughed.

With a deep sense of discomfort in his lazy eyebrows, he took his eyes off the little girl's fair and slender neck, and then helped Su Fei to sit on the chair.

Opening the box of the small cakes, he handed Su Concubine a spoon.

"Thank you." Su Fei lowered her head, scooped a mouthful, and put it directly into her mouth.

The cream on the top melts in your mouth, and the mille-feuille below, Su Fei ate it in small bites, very satisfied.

Bo Jingji watched from the side, his gaze gradually darkening and then softening.

…

The Song family is not an ordinary wealthy family.

Mrs. Song's birthday banquet was held with great momentum.

Most of the wealthy families in the imperial capital received invitations from the Song family, and while lamenting Mrs. Song's good life, they hurried to prepare to participate in this top feast.

This banquet was not held at the Song family.

The venue of the event is a manor under the name of the Song family.

The manor is huge, and a banquet hall inside alone is enough to accommodate hundreds of people.